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Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine.

It was with considerable dread that Obito walked into school the next day. He had attempted to fake illness with porridge and carrot vomit but Mikoto had seen through it with ease and practically thrown him out the door. Not that it would've helped if he had been off. Kakashi would probably have added another day to his week if he was off at all.

This is all for Rin… I can't let that smarmy bastard crush her. Kakashi was waiting for him just inside the door.

"Just tell me what you want so we can get over this with."

"For starters I want you to carry my bag."

"…Your classroom is just there." The door was only metres away from the entrance.

"It's either that or you can be my foot stool for the rest of the day."

"Just hand it over." And don't punch him in his face. Obito stormed into the classroom and dumped the bag onto the nearest table. A few people stared and some giggled but for once he was too mad to be embarrassed.

"Good enough?"

"It'll do. I'll need you to carry it to all my classes too." The boy looked so smug.

"That's not even hard for you! Why would you need any help?"

"Because I need to think of something for you to do."

"Fine." You lazy fucker. When he got back to the classroom, the rest of his friends were already there.

"Where were you? You were nearly late."

"Screw you Rin." Considering the inconvenience he was going through for her he was going to be a bit moody.

"Don't be such an asshole!"

"Wow, who pissed on your cornflakes?" He flipped the finger at Anko who kicked the back of his chair.

"I'm having a shit day today."

"Why now?"

"…No reason in particular." This was something he couldn't bitch to Rin about. He'd just wait until he was alone with the other two so he could moan at them instead. When he left to retrieve the bag Kakashi hadn't even stood up from his desk and was just waiting for him.

"You could at least carry it to the door."

"You can do it. And it's room twenty three. Chemistry." Stupid son of a bitch. It wasn't difficult but it was tedious. Not to mention the odd looks he was getting for being a bag boy. A week of this is going to annoying.

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At lunch he hoped there'd be a reprieve. Although he knew to expect more crap, he was still hoping to go and bitch at Anko. Instead Kakashi was just bothering him further.

"Where are we going?" Kakashi was leading him away from the school and into a mostly unused corner of the fields.

"You'll see." The place was messy with cigarette butts.

"What's the point in going here?"

"I want to eat my lunch."

"And?"

"I'm not taking my mask off in public."

"Why do you even wear that thing?"

"None of your business."

"You realise I'm going to see it off right?"

"Oh you won't."

"How can you be so sure?" Kakashi stopped at a small group of trees behind a bush and took his bag. He then pulled out a bit of fabric. "What's that?"

"Blindfold."

"You are not blindfolding me!" He didn't trust the boy not to leave him doing something stupid or to stick a sign on him.

"In that case, where's Rin?" That little-. He's enjoying this way too much.

"Give it here."

"I'll put it on when you're in the right position." Obito stared at him.

"What position?" This doesn't sound good.

"Normally I have to sit on the ground with all the crap or stand but today I have you to be my chair." Obito nearly took a swing at him then.

"What?! That's ridiculous! I'm not crawling around on there!"

"I suggest you do it." It was clear what he was threatening. With a look of disdain Obito went down on the ground on his hands and knees. He looked and felt ridiculous. This was worsened when Kakashi stuck the blindfold over his eyes.

"This is stupid! I couldn't see you anyway."

"I'm not taking any chances."

"You must be pretty ugly if you-. Ow!" He felt the sudden weight of the other boy on his back. "Damn you're heavy."

"You can just shut up." He could hear him start to eat. Not only could he not see, he was also stuck with the least talkative person he knew. Obito was just so bored. Bored enough to attempt conversation with Kakashi.

"I don't have to do this every day, do I?"

"I guess that would be nice."

"This is crap! And why are you eating so slowly?!"

"Next time I'll have to remember to gag you as well."

"Oh come on, I'm so bored! You could at least talk to me you selfish asshole."

"I don't see why I should."

"Because I'm here with you instead of with people I actually like. And Rin thinks I'm avoiding her." She seemed to think he'd had a bad answer from Kakashi and so was trying not to tell her. In a way it was true but it was entirely Kakashi's fault.

"You can talk to her later."

"After this?" It was hopeful. If he could just get through all this bullcrap every day and then go on to his friends it would be worth it.

"In a while. You'll need to clean out my locker first. And then I'd like you to put my clothes out ready for P.E."

"Oh my god!" Bloody slave driver. One of these days I'm gonna kick his ass. The fantasies of shutting him in a locker or shoving him into the girls changing room at least improved his bad mood.

Finally Kakashi stood up and removed the blindfold so Obito could stand and dust off his hands and knees. Kakashi had replaced the mask and handed him back the bag.

"Now the lockers." The pleasure this boy derived from all of this was obvious in his voice. After humiliating him he was now stopping him from seeing his friends. When they opened the dreaded locker Obito nearly gagged at the smell.

"What do you have in there? Did something die?!"

"Possibly. I haven't cleared it out in a year. I'll be in my class when you're done. Enjoy." And he left Obito alone with the locker of doom.

"What about gloves? There's a legal requirement for gloves and a face mask in hazardous working conditions like these!" The boy was either too far away to hear or just didn't care. He reluctantly got to work. Twenty minutes later and he'd removed most of the unknown gunk when Ibiki turned a corner. He stopped suddenly when he realised it was Obito.

"Where have you been all day? And what are you doing?" It was indeed strange to see Obito cleaning. Especially when you saw the state of his room.

"That bastard Kakashi blackmailed me!"

"Blackmailed?"

"He found out something and now I have to do what he says or else he'll tell everyone!" He wasn't going to divulge the nature of the secret. Rin hadn't told any of the others about this. "Just don't tell Rin anything about this!"

"Why not?"

"Because! Now promise me!"

"Ok then. Excuse me a minute."

"Hey! Where are you-?" Even his friends were abandoning him. As he resumed cleaning he saw a sudden flash out the corner of his eye. Anko was stood with a camera while Ibiki watched amused. "What the hell guys?!"

"What is it he's blackmailing you with? It's gotta be something major, right?"

"It's… Err…" His brain had gone blank.

"I bet it's something super embarrassing." Anko was grinning as she tried to picture what it was. He was about to reply when Rin turned a corner.

"Ah there you are, I wanted to-." She paused when she realised what was going on. "…Why are you cleaning?"

"You told me to get on better with Kakashi so I'm trying!"

"By cleaning his locker?"

"He said it's what he needed!"

"Right… Well I need to talk to you. Alone." She glanced at Anko and Ibiki who took the hint and cleared off.

"So…" He didn't know what to say here.

"Did you talk to Kakashi?" And she starts off straight away with a killer move.

"Err…" Just tell her he has a girlfriend! Make something up! Anything! "I didn't have a chance to ask…" You bloody coward.

"Obito!"

"We were talking about other things! If I had the chance I would've said something!"

"Can you at least try?"

"Yes, yes."

"And what did you say last night? How did he get you to clean his locker?"

"…I accidentally insulted him so I wanted to make it up to him."

"It was that bad? You must have really pissed him off. Enjoy the cleaning." The things I do for that girl.

Locker cleaned, he returned to Kakashi who was lazing in the corner of the classroom with friends.

"What took you so long?" Bastard.

"I was distracted! I'd like to see you do it better."

"I probably could."

"Well you can do it next time."

"You wish. Now sort out my P.E. stuff. It's in that bag." He just threw it at Obito and ignored him again. It was annoying but at least the day was nearly over.

One down, six to go… Ugh, I hope he's not this bad at work. Considering that they would be mostly alone for hours he could see work being just as bad if not worse.

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…It's too quiet. Obito had gotten into work about an hour ago and so far all Kakashi had done was nod to acknowledge his presence. After the day they'd had he'd been expecting more crap but instead they'd just sat in silence. And I still haven't learnt how to do this job.

"Oi, Bakakashi." An interesting nickname was sure to grab his attention.

"What did you say?" It also pissed him off. In Obito's view this was a success.

"Your new nickname."

"Stop using it."

"No. And can you actually show me what to do? It's been three days now!"

"It's not like you'd do a good job."

"I'd rather know so I didn't look like a lazy asshole!"

"All you do is put the amount in and press that button. And work out the change yourself. It's easy."

"…Oh. Well that's ok then."

"I'm hungry." Kakashi put the book down on the counter and stared at him pointedly.

"I'm guessing that's a hint. What do you want?"

"Go up the road and get me a burger."

"Can I do that while we're working?"

"No one's around. I'll pay you for it so hurry up."

"There's a word called 'please'. Use it sometime." He marched up the road, not wanting to be seen by Hiruzen slacking off. One thing he was happy to do was to buy himself some food with Kakashi's money. The bastard was asking for it. When he returned he threw Kakashi's down in front of him and sat eating his own.

"What's that?"

"I was hungry so I got a cheeseburger."

"…" He glared but didn't say anymore. Instead he picked up his burger and retreated to the back room.

"Where are you going?"

"To eat. Obviously."

"I'll say it again; you must be fuck ugly." Kakashi ignored him and retreated out the door. He heard one slam further back and he relaxed. He wouldn't have to deal with him for a few minutes at least. Although it did kind of bother him. He couldn't understand why the boy was so sensitive. Perhaps he was kind of scarred or maybe he was just plain ugly.

Damn… I'd love to find out. As much as he hated the guy he did want to know what he looked like. It was irritating to hear all the girls say how attractive he was when you didn't know what he looked like. One day he would just hold him down and pull the mask off. That'd wipe that smug look on his face.